Another warm sunny day in Yorkshire – T-shirt time again (though not shorts). I went for an early walk as we have friends coming round for lunch in the garden!!
House is full of the smell of cooking!!
I’m doing a blackberry and apple pie. Cooking is good for the stomach and soul!! (If I had a soul!!)
It seems that our clown has shuffled the circus with a view to attempting to create a fresh image. Basically dumping one lot of useless pillocks and bringing in another lot of equally useless pillocks. He is counting on them keeping their heads down as they prepare for the next election with a series of slogans, soundbites and lies. He reckons that if they all keep away from being challenged on anything they can get away with it. I’m getting a bit sick of hearing the repeating litany that no government spokesperson was available. They don’t like being scrutinised or held to account. Johnson is happy to read from a teleprompt or roaming the country looking for photo ops. He’s not at all happy being put on the spot. That’s why he’s invisible so much of the time – probably enjoying his wine and fine food courtesy of Tory donors (who never expect anything in return – apart from fat contracts), or his holidays, courtesy of Tory donors, or lounging in his flat, courtesy of Tory donors. That poses a couple of questions: when does a donation become a bribe? How much do Tory donors expect in return for buying the £860 a roll wallpaper? Can someone who lives this opulent life really understand the difficulty of trying to live off social benefit? Does the fat slob care at all?
Where does avarice and sleaze collide with morality? In the case of Tories it collides with immorality, arrogance and naked greed. They really feel they deserve it. They are so superior. It’s been drummed into them in their public schools.
So as the Tories gear up for a propaganda campaign, deploying their media artillery and preparing to bombard us with carefully scripted lies, the Labour Party languishes in its usual infighting and inward looking battles and fails to get itself together and organised. The Tories are split in a far worse state than Labour but they love power and wealth so much they are all willing to put aside their hatreds of each other and work for the common aim of getting re-elected. As they have no real values, apart from adoring control and being filthy rich, I suppose that must be easier. For the Labour Party it is more difficult. The different wings of the party are passionate about their ideals and are prepared to sacrifice an election victory in order not to compromise.
That’s why we keep getting lumbered with these atrocious self-serving, swaggering public schoolboys!
Meanwhile, out in Coronaland the virus continues unabated. There were another 32,651 new cases today with 178 deaths. It’s staying pretty much the same. But September has been largely warm and sunny so mixing is likely to be outside. The test will come when we go indoors in the cold with poor ventilation. The aerosol will hand. The virus will be poised. Every breath a lungful of death. Ooops sorry about that – a little dramatic – though it will be for some!!
We can see the effects of indoor crowding as the rates in secondary schools are surging.
It looks unlikely that we will ever reach herd immunity. The Johnson variant (that he foolishly allowed to establish itself in the country from India) reinfects both those who have had the disease and those double jabbed. That’s bad news. It means that the virus will always have plenty of hosts to multiply in. Having had the virus or having been double jabbed will not stop you contracting it or passing it on. You may not be very ill but you could infect and kill those who are unvaccinated or shielding. Indeed, life becomes riskier by the day for those people. There is no way of completely isolating – sooner or later.
I’m looking forward to the 3rd jab which appears to confer even greater protection.
We’ll see! Stay safe!!